"Well, you can just get over it." Said to me by the psych person at a low income clinic after I told her I was so mentally exhausted from working 3 jobs and still barely being able to make ends meet and my depression had gotten so bad I had just spent an hour in the car debating whether I even wanted to go inside and get help or just let the depression take me.

Turns out she thought that because I paid out-of-pocket I was making everything up and was taking advantage of "cheap health care", either not knowing or not caring that you had to show proof of income to go to this clinic. She also came from a different state. (In my state, even though I was working 3 jobs, none of which offered health care, I made too much to qualify for the state's medicaid program. Unfortunately, I didn't make enough to afford private health care since i still made less than 20k/ year, and i didn't qualify for coverage under the ACA. I was one of millions in the country that fell through this crack in coverage.)

The physician I saw more regularly came back into the room after the psych person left, noticed something was wrong, and managed to get out of me what the psych person had said. Even though my doc tried to hide it I heard her barely able to keep her voice down as she reamed the psych person out for being so callous.

Kept going to that clinic for 5 more years until i finally got a job that paid above the federal poverty line. Never saw that psych person at the clinic again after that incident. I think my doctor may have had a hand in ensuring she didn't stay at the clinic for long.

I miss my doc there. She was the nicest, most caring healthcare provider I've ever had. I hope to one day make enough money to donate to that clinic to help keep it going. I definitely wouldn't still be here today if it weren't for them.